A Tale of Red and White, Book One: Korra

by The 19th Angel

Two Avatars, one Red, the other White. 10000 years ago, they were best friends. While the Red remained in the Spirit World to guard Vaatu's prison. The White, named Wan, left to bring balance to their world. Avatar Roku once said some friendships can transcend lifetimes. Can they remember the friendship they once had before his training by the Red Lotus brings the world to ruin?

1. Chapter 1

A Tale of Red and White

I don't own Avatar or any of it's chracters. I own only the Red Avatar.

Author's Note: Hello readers, it's the 19th Angel. I actually had the idea for this back when I saw the season 2 finale of AtLA. But, when I finally saw LoK the idea just seemed a lot easier to squeeze in there. So, here it is, I hope you like it.

So, even though this story's rating will probably reflect its content and atmosphere, this story is gonna be a fair bit more realistic/dark in it's content(as in I'm sure there is some sort of drug war and human trafficking going on in Republic City). Main pairings are undecided but the most likely for Bolin are either Boleska or Borra. For Korra, I'm feeling obviously Borra, or Korvira. I should go on record as saying I absolutely abhor MaKorra, I'm just not a fan of Mako in almost any respect, nothing personal. I'm not sure for pairings with Makko, for obvious reasons. Asami, I can't really go into for a few different reasons. But I'd love to hear your input on them, nothing's set. Though, I'm pretty sure the entire Lion Turtle team will end up paired with women. Now, on to the story.

One last thing, the Narrator for this book of my story is Zaheer, NOT Tenzin.

Book One: Korra

Prologue

Earth

Water

Air

Fire

Ten thousand years ago, humans lived on the backs of lion turtles, afraid to venture out into the Spirit-infested wilderness, except in the rare instances when the lion turtles would grant them the power of the elements so they could hunt for food.

For a long time, this was the way the world worked, few humans even knew of the other lion turtles and even less of the cities on their backs.

Then everything changed... The skies darkened and evil spirits rampaged throughout the land, even invading the lion turtle's cities.

Before long, the cause of the darkness made itself known, the dark spirit Vaatu soared across the land, proclaiming his power and foretelling the doom of the light spirit Raava, and with her, mankind.

On the back of an earth lion turtle, a young vagabond teenage boy watched as his world fell to chaos in the mass panic. The boy left to learn what little he could of spirits from the village elder, hoping to find a way to correct the obvious imbalance in the world. They told him the legend of a powerful spirit that lived atop a mountain several days travel from their city. The spirit's name was Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, also known as the Great Victorious Fighting Buddha, rumored to be even more powerful than the spirits of light and darkness.

The boy went to the lion turtle to gain the power of earth before setting off on foot for the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit, hoping to set things right with the Monkey King's help.

This is his story, the story of the Red Lotus' original founder...as well as its Avatar.

My name is Zaheer, and before I tell you about the Red Avatar. I must tell you about myself, I joined the Red Lotus as a young man, what seems like ages ago...

My mentor, Xai Bau, told me that one day, a new Avatar would appear to the Red Lotus, and that it would be my responsibility to teach him our ways and the basics of airbending, even though it wold be decades longer before I achieved the power myself. Thus I began my own Air Nomad education studying the teachings of the great guru Laghima, the only Air Nomad to achieve flight. Many years passed before I met my eventual pupil. We began training the young man in the ways of the Red Lotus and the bending arts. We, meaning Unalaq, Ming-Hua, Ghazan, myself, and my beloved P'Li. Unfortunately, his education came to an early haltt when Ghazan, P'Li, Ming-Hua,and myself were imprisoned in a failed attempt to kidnap the White Avatar, Korra.

It would be many years until I saw my young pupil again, and after a brief but bloody confrontation with him and the White Avatar, I was the only one of his teachers left alive, albeit imprisoned forever.

I have been confined to this prison now for many years. I feel my body failing and my spirit yearning to be free of my body. But true to the creed of my order, "The pursuit of knowledge above all else" I feel compelled to document the unadulterated truth for future generations. I do so in the hopes that someone in the future, whether it be the Red Avatar's future incarnations or some future scholar, can benefit from the story of my greatest failure. I hope whoever reads this will remember me not as an anarchist or terrorist, but simply as the misguided man I was...

Author's Note: Alrighty, here it is. I have the next chapter written up already but I can't post it until I complete my oldest open story. But fret not, I will jump wholeheartedly into this story after I finish that one. I should be updating this by May. Feel free to PM me with questions. This is the 19th Angel signing off...